Grateful Dead - Casey Jones
I’m sad.
I’m just so sad and it follows me everywhere. My therapist says my depression came back and I should take my pills again. Fuck that, this doesn’t feel like a medical condition, this feels like empty lonliness. It’s the most genuine intense interpretation of the word sadness, you can’t even imagine it until you feel it. Everything hurts and I feel completely alone. Talking to people just brings criticism, and no help. I cut again. Shit. I just don’t care. I have no one and I’m terrified I’m going to lose it again. I thought I was past all of this, that I learned how to control it. But now it’s just breaking me down again and hurting ten times worse. And it just fucking sucks.
“no” by wayne white
i really need to learn how to say this to people who try to wreak havoc on my life by attempting to displace their responsibilities for THEIR emotions onto me.